As written by humanoid:
This isn’t about Taco Bell in general or it’s effect on your digestive system but rather one particular Taco Bell that is, well, slow.
No pointing fingers, no laying blame but the Taco Bell nearby is plagued with discontent. Employees, customers alike even the air is thick with strife. Why? It’s too slow. Fast food chains time each transaction (most retail stores do too) trying to squeeze every penny.
Human, people don’t want to hear statistics, they want the good stuff.
“The good stuff?”
Yes, like, “You stupid” or that crazy lady.
“Do you want to tell this story?”
Yes, it is my blog.
Retold by Eliza Leigh, Mutant Ant:
As my human has insinuated, the nearby Taco Bell is slow. So slow, that we rarely go there. Somehow, a sleep-deprived human ended up in line and was pleasantly surprised at how short and fast the line was.
ERR (How do I make a record scratching sound? Imagine that)!
“We get the idea, eL.”
As soon as she was next in line, Crazy Mama lost it in front of her. At first, the six people behind Crazy Mama were very patient and understanding. Someone else sent her in to get ten different kinds of tacos, that could be nerve-wracking for anyone. It totally tipped Crazy Mama’s mind.
She changed the order at least four times and who knows how many times before we started eavesdropping on her order.
“That’s ten,” she kept telling the taco dude.
“No, it’s 6…8…12,” he continuously and patiently replied. Finally, after an eternity, really about five minutes, the taco dude (who was manning the drive-thru as well) asked for help. He called to his co-worker, “You stupid? Can you count?”
The reply, no. I think it was at this point the cute biker lost it, but in a silent, I’m not waiting here when I could have gone to Chipotles sort of way, and left. Help arrived but sadly, it was too late for Crazy Mama. After my human ordered she slipped into a booth with a view. Crazy Mama stayed at the counter shaking her head and getting more agitated.
At last, the line started moving but wait, no food. Fortunately, HT got her food before the next fiasco, but decided to wait until her friends had theirs as well. BIG mistake.
As Sqidward says, “5,000 years later.” Looking at her receipt, Crazy Mama was overheard, “This isn’t right.” She then opened her bags and told the taco people everything was wrong. At this point other hungry people were standing at the pickup counter, shaking theirs heads and sighing. Unbeknownst to HT, her giggles could be heard at the counter, thankfully her dinner and a show references went unnoticed. Finally, Crazy Mama left, cheeks blazing, bags swinging and disgusted with this fine establishment.
You could assume now that she was gone ideally things would return to there previous smoothness. Wrong. The staff must have got spooked because a comedy of errors ensued. Tall goth man’s order was so fouled up he ended up behind the counter correcting it (verbally not literally). He kept his cool, when another customer asked if his order was wrong he replied, “Invariably.”
“I love that word.”
Others; man on a date, guy with three kids and more showed great restraint as well as the employees who were very kind and patient with Crazy Mama.
What can we learn from this?
Don’t order food for others without a list
Don’t expect fast food to be served fast
Don’t tweak when your 99¢ taco has lettuce on it
Don’t get in line at this Taco Bell, ever